"Since the Feixiang Tribe has this rule, we will naturally abide by it as guests. Let's walk down the tiger!"

Murong Ningyue ordered Gu Lizhi, Lin'er and others to follow the orders naturally. The group directly left Xiaobai and other white tigers outside, and followed the flying elephant knight into the camp of the flying elephant tribe.

After walking past the flying elephant knights on both sides, a bunch of warriors from the flying elephant tribe appeared in front of them again. These warriors did not ride flying elephants, but they were holding battle axes in their hands. The two soldiers stood opposite each other and raised the battle axes to intersect, forming a passage made of battle axes.

The dark colors of these battle axes are obviously stained with a lot of blood stains, which will produce this effect. The eyes of these warriors looking at Murong Ningyue and others were even more fierce, as if they would suddenly pick people and eat them at any time.

Murong Ningyue knew that this was the Feixiang Tribe's warning to him, and wanted to shock him through such behaviors, but who is Murong Ningyue? How could he be scared by the Feixiang Tribe's methods?

"Miss Murong, this is the traditional giant axe formation of our Feixiang Tribe. Please, Miss Murong!"

The flying elephant knight said while making a call towards Murong Ningyue. Seeing this, Murong Ningyue showed a wicked smile, which made the flying elephant knight feel so sad.

It was clearly our Feixiang Tribe who set up a Hongmen Banquet to plot against Murong Ningyue. Why did he see a trace of conspiracy just now from Murong Ningyue's smile?

This thought flashed through the mind of the Flying Elephant Knight, but the Flying Elephant Knight did not think much about it. At this time, Murong Ningyue also walked past the giant axe formation with Lin'er and others.

After passing through this giant axe formation, there was a huge tent. It seemed that Xiangba, the leader of the Feixiang Tribe, was in this tent.

"Miss Murong, there are so many people who are so narrow that they can't get in. I'd like to invite Ms. Murong to go in alone. We will treat the remaining people well."

When Murong Ningyue heard this, she winked at Lin'er and Gu Lizhi. They nodded to show that they understood Murong Ningyue's meaning. Murong Ningyue then walked into the big tent.

With Lin'er's cultivation level, Murong Ningyue encountered any danger in the big tent, and Lin'er had no time to rescue him as soon as possible, so Murong Ningyue was not worried about her safety.

When Murong Ningyue walked into the tent, she finally saw the true face of Xiangba, the leader of the Feixiang Tribe. Xiangba was a bit different from Murong Ningyue’s imagination. She turned out to be a fat man in a fat body.

However, unlike other strong warriors, Xiangba's eyes were not only fierce but also a hint of cunning and shrewdness.

When he saw Murong Ningyue walking into the tent, his eyes suddenly lit up and said, "Haha! I heard for a long time that there is a Murong girl in the White Tiger Tribe, who is a stunning beauty in the world. When I saw it today, I really have a reputation!"

After seeing Murong Ningyue, Xiangba did not say anything else but praised Murong Ningyue's beauty, which shows that Xiangba did not take Murong Ningyue seriously at all. In Xiangba's opinion, Murong Ningyue was just a beautiful woman.

Hearing Xiangba say this, Murong Ningyue's face has no expression, and she said lightly to Xiangba: "You are the patriarch Xiangba, the leader of the Feixiang Tribe? I was still believing in the patriarch Ziba, you expressed your respect today, but it seems that this is all!"
Chapter completed!